A girl called Johnny
Ashes and sand
A girl called Johnny
Truth is in somebody else's hands
To change or to be changed
I remember a girl called Johnny
"Don't talk about life and death"
Discovered her choice was
And the house that a girl called Johnny built
If she said goodbye, well I never heard
Who would dare?
She said, "I've had enough of both"
Who changed her name when she
Black as hell, white as a ghost
Ashes and sand
The train came to town, boy, she got on it
Without looking back, there was barely a word
Is now just so much ashes and sand
Who was not scared
I remember her shoes like a ballerina
But the noise goes on, the noise, the jazz
They'd have torn her to pieces but
I remember a girl called Johnny
